In the rebel army, Shang Rang, who is in command, is by no means easy to match.

On the contrary, if there is a famous general in this world, he is definitely the number one, and he is an extremely bright star.

Although he doesn't know martial arts and has no power to restrain chickens, he has always been the most relied on figure of the Yellow King, and the key is only one sentence:

He's used to seeing the battlefield!

Any kind of force needs to go through a skillful hand before it can be transformed into fierce combat power, and Shang Rang is that skillful hand.

He hurriedly dispersed the army so that the fire would not spread so quickly in the army, and the archers and fire and thunder carts were all aimed at the difficult monk's location and fired one after another.

At the same time, he also ordered Su Qing, Fa Yan and other martial arts figures not to fight in the formation, and immediately came over to strangle the arrogant nineteen horsemen of the Zhangjian Gate.

What made Shang Rang feel strange was that the eighteen Arhat cavalry led by the monk was not as casual as ordinary martial arts figures, and there seemed to be some kind of peculiar formation between the horses.

This kind of formation seems to be nothing, but it greatly improves the combat power of this cavalry, and makes this cavalry become ethereal and difficult to understand the direction of attack.

Only Liu Yu, the head of the Sword Sect who was still standing on the city tower, knew that he had seen Qin Feng's Yanyun Fourteen Cavalry Fighting and never forgot it. Everyone in the Fourteen Horsemen of Yanyun could only fight martial arts, and they were far from being the opponents of the Nine Poison Old Monsters, but they relied on this set of formations to fight the Nine Poisonous Old Monsters helplessly.

He pondered for many years before he understood the beauty of this formation, and taught the formation to the difficult monk.

The martial arts of the monks and the eighteen arhats are much higher than those of the Yanyun Fourteen Horsemen back then, and under his hands, the power of this set of formations is incomparable, and it is simply brilliant.

There was an astonishing scene on the battlefield, and hundreds of thousands of rebels were crushed under the attack of the difficult monks and the eighteen Arhat cavalry.

These rebels were afraid of the spread of fire, and did not dare to gather into a tight battle formation. But the more this is the case, the more difficult it is to resist the impact launched by the monk.

The monk laughed loudly: "It's so fucking cool, haha!"

He raised his hand and fired a cannon, and dozens of soldiers and soldiers did not extinguish the fire in their bodies, screaming and began to flee. These fleeing dying people didn't care what formation they formed, and in an instant, the fire spread everywhere, and the flames were everywhere.

On the tower of the city, the defenders of Chang'an saw that the Zhangjianmen had stabilized the battlefield situation, and the number of escapers gradually decreased, and the remaining people had the courage to stay. Although these men did not dare to rush out of the city to charge, they were able to organize a decent counterattack under the command of the generals, gradually repelling the enemy troops on the city walls, and driving out the small number of enemy troops who had entered the city.

Di Xin stood beside the master, and since Liu Yu handed the crow back to him, he once again had eyes and ears, which was the biggest reason why he was the only one in his chest when everyone was surprised.

It was he who passed the news that the Yellow Nest army was about to launch a general attack collected by the black crows to Liu Yu, and according to this news, it was not surprising that Liu Yu was able to organize the current fierce offensive.

He truly realized the benefits of power, and when he didn't have power, he was blind and deaf, and at the same time he was worried and had to look at the faces of others all the time.

He never wanted to live like that again, he didn't want to lose his position as the leader of the crows from the moment he retired from the throne, and he definitely didn't want to lose this precious power again.

Di Xin said to Liu Yu in an almost flattering tone: "Boss, in the past, Zhou Lang burned Chibi, and now you have this fire to the point that Huangchao is overwhelmed." After this battle, I think you will be famous all over the world. ”

Liu Yu smiled slightly, "Even if there is Zhou Lang, it is not me, but Mr. Feilong." The battle is still undecided, and I don't think it's time to decide the outcome yet. ”

Di Xin's heart trembled slightly, and he looked around, only to see the sound of killing on the battlefield.

Here, some people want to make meritorious deeds, and some people want to repay grievances, and behind the fame and grievances is the great world society.

He Weigui and his disciples of the Diancang Sect only had grievances in their eyes, they didn't seem to be able to see the others on the battlefield, and they only had the old enemies in their eyes, the Lingnan Sword Sect and Jin Yi.

Fortunately, the back and forth charges of the monks and the eighteen arhats greatly relieved his pressure, allowing him and his disciples to come and go freely on the battlefield.

Some of the rebel generals saw that the more than 100 people were fighting on foot, so they launched a siege without knowing the severity, but they did not expect to hit the nail.

Although He Weigui and his disciples of the Diancang Sect had some difficulty in dealing with martial arts masters, it was easy to kill ordinary soldiers, and they quickly killed these people on their backs, and the rest of the righteous army did not dare to rashly attack them when they saw this situation.

He went to kill the difficult monk and the others, because he had already seen that Jin Yi and other martial arts people had been transferred by the enemy boss to besiege and kill the difficult monk, as long as he followed the difficult monk, then Jin Yi would not be able to escape.

He witnessed a charge by the monks, in which thousands of volunteer soldiers were burned to death. The resulting fear was greater than the actual number of dead people who hurt the rebels, and the rebels' positions had begun to be disorganized.

Jin Yi was a slippery master, and when he saw that the battle situation was not effective, he refused to step forward to fight to the death, but just followed Fayan Zen Master and others for a long distance, sweeping the formation.

And this just gave He Weigui a chance to get close.

He Weigui and his disciples were silent, like silent dead soldiers, slowly approaching the goal in their hearts. Some of the disciples of the Lingnan Sword Sect were still attracted by the difficult monks on the battlefield, and they didn't expect someone to approach behind them, and when they reacted, they had already been stabbed by the people of the Cang Sword Sect.

Fortunately, Jin Yi found out early, shouted loudly, and ordered the disciples of the Lingnan Sword Sect to turn around to defend against the enemy, and at this time, his subordinates were only attacked and killed by He Weigui, and it didn't affect the strength.

These disciples of the Lingnan Sword Sect are the fresh forces transferred from after the defeat of Jin Yi last time, and they have not suffered losses in the hands of the Sword Sect, and they are full of fighting spirit. In the past, when they were in Lingnan, they looked down on He Weigui's group of Diancang disciples, but now that they saw that their fellow disciples were attacked and killed, they were even more angry, and they rushed forward with their swords.

He Weigui gave an order, and the disciples of the Diancang Sect turned the hilt of their swords and aimed the swarthy muzzle of the thousand machine guns at the incoming enemy.

They pulled the trigger and the ammunition fired.

Flames erupted among the disciples of the Lingnan Sect, and most of Jin Yi's men were killed and injured in an instant.

Fortunately, the thousand machine cannons they transformed from the hilt of the sword are very small, and the ammunition is also very small compared to the monks and others, otherwise the power will burst out, and these Lingnan Sword Sect disciples are afraid that they will be wiped out.

Jin Yi was furious when he saw this, but he didn't panic.

His psychological quality and martial arts are the real confidence of his ability to dominate Lingnan. He saw that He Weigui and the others' thousand cannons could only be fired single, and before the next round was loaded, it was the best opportunity to attack.

He had already suffered a loss, and this time he would never give He Weigui any possibility to fight back.

Exterminate the Diancang Sword Sect, Lingnan will be his territory from now on, and no one will dare to make waves. Success or failure is a battle today.

Jin Yi waved his sword and shouted, "Kill them!"

He himself carried a sword and went straight to what is expensive. This person's martial arts are not as good as him, his scheming is not as good as him, and he wants to turn the tables just by relying on a thousand machine cannons, which is simply a big joke in the world.